[Name]: Mark (Blindspot)
[Gender]: Male
[Age]: 19
[Bloodline]: Superhuman Evolution
[Abilities]: Super Hearing LV5, Mental Flow Induction LV4, Agile Nerves LV3, Martial Arts Master LV3, Physical Enhancement LV3, Vigorous Factor LV3
[Evaluation]: National Level, Hearing Compensation, Eyeball Evolution, a Superhuman Evolution with comprehensive potential, abilities still waiting to be excavated, personality is sincere and humble.
Mark, the Blindspot who completed his evolution in 2014, had completely transformed from the original "bankrupt version" of Black Noir into a "plus enhanced version," and even then, he still had plenty of potential yet to be realized.
The adult Mark was not tall, standing around 176cm.
As one of the three giants of the 'House of Superman', he was a bit shorter than Matthew and Alex, who were over 1.8 meters tall, but he basically reached the average height for an American male.
Beneath Mark's calm and humble exterior hid an aura of sharpness.
With the backing of his brilliant combat record over the past year or so.
No one dared to look down on him because of his height; such clueless guys were either already in hell or sitting in prisons in Texas and Los Angeles.
Under the promotion of the S-Evolution Serum, the eyes of Blindspot Mark had undergone a rare mutation.
His deep blue irises paired with deep pupils allowed his retinas to see things as if they were a combination of thermal imaging and a life scanner.
Paired with his high-level'Super Hearing', visually, it could also produce effects similar to X-ray vision and beyond-visual-range sight.
Besides that, his eyes could also fire blue lasers!
Laser eyes were a relatively rare Superpower in the Black Robe X universe, but if you didn't count the level of proficiency, the number of Superhumans possessing this skill was actually quite high.
In Shawn's impression, there had been infants in the Black Robe plot who awakened laser eyes after being injected with compound v.
It could only be said that Blindspot was lucky to have obtained this ability; his original weaknesses were not only compensated for, but he even received an epic enhancement.
Now, it didn't seem appropriate to call him a disabled person anymore.
Blindspot's hero equipment had been updated accordingly.
The iconic'S' ring icon on his left chest, the overall silver-gray hero costume was more refined, and the material killed any other superhero costume on the market.
His large black eye mask that clung to his eye sockets had been taken off and replaced with cool, tech-savvy silver-gray glasses, which were mainly used to cover his deep and frightening dark blue eyes in daily life.
During combat, the lenses of this pair of glasses would automatically hide, making it convenient for him to use his 'Blue Laser Eyes'.
Mira's combat suit designs were becoming increasingly tech-savvy. In order to design new Superman suits for herself and Shawn, Gecko, Supersonic, and Blindspot benefited, and their equipment levels were far superior to those of Vought superheroes.
This year, Mark was stationed at the 'House of Superman' branch in Los Angeles and quickly became the signature of the City of Angels!
The newly matured Blindspot's strength had reached the National Level under the guidance of the Superman Couple.
He was slightly better than the veteran member of The Seven, Black Noir, and was almost on the same level as Queen Maeve and the Storm Woman, Clara.
If he continued to develop properly, there might be a possibility of surpassing Homelander in the future!
However, the rising superstar was not omnipotent.
Recently, Mark had encountered a tricky matter.
Inside the high-level training hall of the House of Superman, Los Angeles branch.
Mark had just finished sparring with his training partners and chose to relax in the rest area.
As a famous superhero big shot, none of the other resident members of the branch dared to disturb him at this time.
Unless that person was not from the House of Superman.
Even before the elevator outside the training hall reached the floor, Mark had already furrowed his brows slightly.
He looked toward the constantly moving elevator door.
'Ding-dong~!'
The elevator opened, and a tall, bearded man wearing a low-key sanitation uniform pushed a vacuum cleaner, pulling his hat brim low as he slowly walked in his direction.
'Here we go again...'
Mark was impatient inwardly but pretended as if nothing was wrong, closing his eyes to continue resting.
The security of the House of Superman was actually loose on the outside but tight on the inside; it was not easy for outsiders to get in, especially to reach the internal areas.
The other party clearly had some skills.
Sure enough, a minute later.
The tall, bearded man sat opposite him, looking at him brazenly.
"What do you want?"
Mark opened his eyes and looked calmly at the man's rugged face, as well as the black robe hidden under his work uniform.
"Of course, Mr. Mark."
The bearded man gave a wicked smile: "Before that, please let me introduce myself. My name is Butcher, and I am an FBI agent."
As he spoke, he handed over an FBI ID.
"The ID is fake."
Mark just glanced at it briefly and said indifferently: "Butcher, you had better state your real purpose before I take action."
Butcher's expression froze, but he quickly recovered.
"Truly worthy of being the current Superhuman big shot of the City of Angels."
He put away the ID and tilted his head with a smile: "The ID is fake, but the identity is real. We are personnel from the department responsible for Superhuman supervision. We are investigating a case recently, and it just so happens that a certain aspect is related to the House of Superman, so I hope to understand it with you."
Mark was noncommittal: "Is this the reason why you have been repeatedly scouting and monitoring me these days?"
Mark's way of speaking had been subtly influenced by Shawn's style.
He knew clearly that the reason why the black-robed man, Butcher, in front of him dared to appear in front of him so brazenly was not mainly because of Superman's reputation for justice.
The most important thing was that after he became the person in charge of the branch's superheroes, the code of conduct he followed was 'do not kill the innocent'.
Besides having an identity endorsed by the American government, Butcher was clearly very confident in his actions, at least believing that he represented the side of justice.
"I don't deny that, Mr. Mark."
Butcher remained confident: "The recent case involves Superhuman murder. I think the House of Superman will not stand idly by, right?"
Mark stared at him; this guy who seemed not to know what humility was, was the type he disliked the most.
The reason the other party came to him was definitely not as simple as he said.
However, after a long while.
Mark still nodded: "Don't beat around the bush. Tell me the specific situation, and how you plan to handle it..."
His time was very precious; if it weren't for his sense of responsibility, he could have completely avoided wasting words here with Butcher.
Want to get help from the House of Superman?
It's not impossible.
But people who play mysterious games have to line up even to speak to his assistant.
Besides, whether it's the FBI or the CIA, in terms of power and scale, they cannot be considered vulnerable groups.
"No problem."
Seeing Blindspot agree, a strong sense of wariness flashed in Butcher's eyes, and his smile became even more brazen.
As he began to narrate.
Mark's eyes gradually became serious.
"Is what you said true?"
Butcher nodded: "It is absolutely true. We have no need to lie. If Mr. Blindspot does not believe it, you can look at these."
As he said this, he pulled out documents and photos from his bosom, with evidence prepared quite sufficiently.
Mark stared at these items for a long while. "I'm making a call."
He took out his mobile phone from his bosom.
'Beep-beep~~!'
Ten seconds later, a frivolous voice came from the other end of the line: "Yo~! Super Blindspot, the big shot of Los Angeles, how do you have time to call me?"
Because it was a superhero work phone, although the other party's tone was relaxed, he did not reveal Mark's name.
Mark was straightforward: "Gecko, I need your help."
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